This weekend I uttered a sentence I have never before used in my life.
Proper saddleseat turn-out mandates make-up for female riders. Although I have only worn make-up a handful of times, I submit to this requirement with my trademark quiet dignity. I made sure to take the lipstick with me to the ring for a pre-ride touch-up once I inevitably chewed it all off. After the show, I was digging around in a pile of ribbons and gloves and what-not. When someone asked what I was doing, I said … pause for dramatic effect …
“I’m looking for my lipstick.”
You may now fall about the floor laughing.
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Ribbons? We Want to hear more!
Quiet dignity, my foot. More like kicking and screaming. And she took a first and a second! Well done!
Full show report scheduled for tomorrow. Was too tired to do it up right yesterday.
well done indeed! congratulations on the ribbons.
can’t visualize you in makeup. what does a painted face have to do with riding?
Relationship between face-paint and riding: two items. First, this is Saddleseat in the Deep South. It’s tradition! No lady (and I mean “lady”, not “woman”) would walk out of her door in the Deep South without make-up. Second, you are on stage in the Deep South. It’s the done thing.
Guess I’ll avoid the deep south, i don’t think i’ve ever worn makeup apart from a little lipstick. and i don’t even bother with that anymore.
do you go to all Katherine’s shows?
Two so far & it’s been great to have the support. She lives closer to population centers, so the shows tend to be over her way.
You’ve completely one upped me :)! Huzzah.
And Kathie – I think for her quiet dignity equals kicking and screaming – lol! At least that’s what I saw in my mind when I read it.
You sure got that right! 😉